Lords of the Hunt (Wilde Fae, #1)

by Kate King

“I don’t know why we don’t just leave,” I said to the ceiling, knowing this was a conversation that was bound to go nowhere. Sure enough, Rosey let out a sharp breath through her nose. “I don’t want to discuss this today.”

She’s like a petulant child, but she was just fucking a dude in the forest and waxed poetic about how they’re twins…

I sat up on the bed, looking at her. We were the same age, but Rosey was in so many ways my older sister. We didn’t know our father, but I imagined she must take after him since our mother had been as impulsive as me.

“List the order of succession. That should keep you occupied for a while.” I flushed. She wasn’t wrong, but her tone was scathing.

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